when I was a kid in about the 4th grade, we had this little rack of books they would let you read if you finished your assignment early. On book was about Oscar the grouch. another I fondly remember was about a Chinese fisherman whose pet bird with an iron ring around its neck would help the man catch fish to feed his family.

The other book was about a scientist in south america and his quest to make bees that have more honey. and how one of his creations accidentally got away. and then their numbers grew in size. and then how ordinary innocent people might walk down the street and suddenly get swarmed to death. all because they wore perfume, or perhaps stepped on a twig. horrible gruesome deaths that increased in numbers every single year. all because they were slowly expanding their territory. and every year they moved further and further north. killing without mercy as they went. men, women, even little children. and one day....they will be where you live too....